Flaw

Torn away from all that matters
And led by the wrong intentions
I know it wouldn't be too easy, not yet
To go somewhere I'm afraid of
It's made of...
Thoughts I'm receiving, making me say
That I know I'll just be there once again
Lord I'm lost and then I'm tossed
Thoughts I'm receiving, making me say
That I know I'll just be there once again
No...
Wrong, nothing really matters
If I was gone, would it make you any sadder?
I feel half as good as normal, you know
To steal - what to steal - what's already taken
Here I go again...
Thoughts I'm receiving, making me say
That I know I'll just be there once again
Lord I'm lost and then I'm tossed
Thoughts I'm receiving, making me say